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Who, His grace to thee re-veal -ing Thee pre-serves in peace and rest.

May His pres-erce still at - tend thee; May'st thou sit by day and night

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2 Lord, we fervently implore Thee,
That, while pilgrims here below,
We may walk in truth before Thee,.
And in all Thy knowledge grow;
Showing forth Thy matchless praises;
Thou who, out of sin's dark night,
Hast to Thine own marvelous light
Called Thy people, O Lord Jesus:
Keep and seal us ever Thine,
Leave with us Thy peace divine.
C. A. Pohlman, 1826

Henry Smart, 1867

Lord, dis-miss us with Thy bless-ing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace!

Let us each, Thy love pos-sess-ing, Tri-umph in re

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Ludv. M. Lindeman, 1812-87

How bless - ed is the little flock, Whom Jesus calls His own!

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He is their Sav-ior and their rock, They trust in Him a - lone;

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2 My Jesus, am I in that band,

And wilt Thou call me Thine?
Do I among the chosen stand
Whose lamps so brightly shine?
O let me not lie down to rest
Till this I know, my Savior blest,
Till I can say, by grace restored:

"Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord!”

3 And even if with tears it be,
That this to Thee I say,
Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me

And wipe my tears away;
Yea, when but Thou who all dost know
In me canst find Thy love below
And own me Thine, then well is me,-
My all I have in Thee.

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